Chapter 212: Zhenwu Temple (I)
The beautiful woman in white dress looked deeply at Yi Chen's face, and without saying a word, she came to the 33rd bronze pillar.
At this time, on top of the No. 33 divine pillar stood a beautiful girl in colorful clothes, who was about 1.6 meters tall. Her clothes were simple, using very little fabric. Not only did she reveal her snow-white arms and thighs, she was not even wearing shoes or socks, leaving her bare feet.
“Fairy Bai, what are you doing?” The colorful-clothed girl who had just entered the realm of true person asked hesitantly.
"Daoyou, should I invite you to go down or do you want to go on your own?"
….Due to a bully's sudden impulse, a chain reaction occurred in the entire sequence of bronze pillars.
Yi Chen didn't care about this at all, because at this moment his mind was completely attracted by a voice that was mechanically echoing in his ears.
"A teleportation formation? The closer the position on the divine pillar is to the Zhenwu Pavilion, the closer it can be teleported to? The first person to enter the Zhenwu Pavilion after passing through many barriers will have the opportunity to receive the inheritance of Tianwen Zhenjun? Anyone who kills someone in the hall will be expelled from the hall?"
The voice fell silent after it was transmitted once, but Yi Chen couldn't help but reveal a look of doubt in his eyes.
Why does this Tianwen Zhenjun give me a sense of déjà vu of One Piece?
Yi Chen always felt something was strange, and he couldn't help but secretly become more alert.
But don't panic, his mentality has changed now.
Compared with the treasures that he might not be able to obtain, the several powerful ghosts and corpse kings in the hall were more attractive to him at this moment.
Unconsciously, the focus of his plan had been adjusted.
"What treasure are you looking for? You are my treasure." Yi Chen licked his dry lips and secretly memorized the appearance and magical aura of several people in his heart without making any expression.
Another half hour passed, and during this period more than ten people came to the hall. At this moment, the crowd suddenly made a noise, and most people looked at the two people who appeared in the hall in awe.
Yi Chen looked carefully and saw that it was a dwarf old man and a pale-faced scholar coming together.
The dwarf old man has a ghostly aura, while the pale-faced scholar has a subtle demonic aura about him.
Seeing the dwarf old man and the pale-faced scholar enter, the old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face who was standing in the fourth position of the bronze pillar opened his eyes with a fierce look on his face.
"Gui Youzi, when did your Yinshan Mansion become so close to Huangquan Sect? Your noses are getting more and more sensitive."
The dwarf old man and the pale-faced scholar looked at the old Taoist priest with unfriendly eyes: "Your nose is still not as good as Yue Yangzi and Nong Shanzhu."
At this time, the old man dressed as an old farmer standing on the third bronze pillar looked at the dwarf old man leisurely and said calmly: "Gui Youzi, you'd better think before you speak, otherwise I don't mind planting you in my spiritual land."
After these words were spoken, the dwarf old man and the pale-faced scholar both looked fearful and stopped talking.
The two looked at each other and occupied the sixth and seventh positions, and there was another smooth chain reaction.
The old Taoist with white hair and youthful face and the miserable old farmer were naturally the two people in the inn whose cultivation levels Yi Chen could not tell.
Yi Chen watched all this quietly.
He now has one more treasure.
very nice.
"Master Nongshan is so domineering. When I arrived, I heard that you wanted to bury people to make fertilizer. You won't bury me too, will you?"
I heard his voice before I saw him.
A touching chuckle was heard.
The next moment, a beautiful woman in palace dress came flying in the air, carrying a green sword on her back. She had a happy face, towering breasts, and black hair. She was wearing green embroidered shoes with white stockings, and a part of her calves were exposed above them. They were as white as jade, with beautiful curves.
"Please forgive me for making fun of you, Fairy Li. How can a man like me, half of whose body is buried in the ground, be able to defeat the power of a fairy's flying sword?" The old farmer who had previously stopped the dwarf old man said helplessly to himself when facing the new beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman did not respond. She came in front of Wen Ren Zhong like a flying fairy, staring at him with her beautiful eyes.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wen Ren Zhong's face turned red involuntarily, and he finally left the Ninth Divine Pillar to look for the next unlucky guy.
In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed. During this time, more than a dozen people came in. The most eye-catching one among them was a thin old Confucian scholar who was holding a bamboo slip and looked amazing.
Just as the bronze door outside the hall was about to close, an extremely majestic figure squeezed in dangerously.
The man had a bald head, bare chest, a string of thick Buddhist beads around his neck, and was chewing a roast chicken in his mouth.
The rough voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Haha, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I, Old Xu, am indeed incredibly lucky."
"Hey, there are so many old friends here. Fu Canglong, you bastard, are here too. It seems like you are here for the Xuantian Pill in the Zhenwu Pavilion as well."
When these words came out, Yi Chen couldn't help but prick up his ears.
He was well aware of the name of Xuantian Pill, which was a mid-grade heavenly pill and one of the very few pills that could help one advance to the True Lord realm.
It is said that taking this pill can increase the probability of successful promotion by 20%.
"Xu Wuxie, your mouth is still as stinky as before. Don't say things you shouldn't say, or you'll die!"
The middle-aged monk in a python robe and with a square face, who had been sitting high on the first bronze pillar with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for the first time.
This person was born with a strange appearance and double pupils in his eyes.
Yi Chen also turned his gaze towards the person who spoke. He only knew that this person must be a top master of the Zhen'an Division. He did not expect that this person was Fu Canglong, the commander of the Zhen'an Division of Jiangnan Road. He was truly domineering.
"Fu Canglong, what is there to hide? Before the fall of the Zhenwu Saint Sect, the entire sect used all its strength to refine a furnace of Xuantian Pills in the Zhenwu Pavilion. Not long after that, the sect fell, and only True Lord Tianwen managed to break out of the siege despite being severely injured."
"My fellow Taoists, if you are interested in Xuantian Pill, you must be careful of Master Fu."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate commotion in the hall.
Some people looked surprised, obviously they didn't know there was such a secret.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Some people had angry looks in their eyes, and it was obvious that they already knew the inside story and had other plans in mind.
When Xuwuxie saw that his goal was achieved, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he stood in front of the bronze pillar where Guiyouzi was standing.
"Little man, do you mind squeezing in a bit?" The rough voice sounded again. In the look of shock and anger at Gui Youzi, Xu Wuxie's majestic body had already landed on the divine pillar. With a twist of his butt, he squeezed Gui Youzi so hard that he staggered and out of the range of the bronze pillar.
The picture is quite funny.
Yi Chen looked at Xu Wuxie and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.
He had already heard of Xu Wuxie's name.
This person has a mysterious origin and always keeps to himself. His cultivation is extremely strong and he is at the top of the ninth level of the True Person Realm. What makes him even more famous than his cultivation is his unpredictable temperament.
Don’t be fooled by the bald head and Buddhist beads he carries; in fact, he has nothing to do with Buddhism.
"It looks like this trip will be very interesting."
Yi Chen looked at the extremely powerful people on the first ten bronze pillars and laughed in his heart.
Each of these people has their own ulterior motives, and it is not known whether they have formed a secret alliance. Some of them even have deep hatred for each other and can't wait to kill each other.
The reason why they haven't taken action yet is entirely because they are restraining each other.
They were about to enter, and if they got hurt in a fight, it would be detrimental to the rest of the journey, and it would also be easy for others to take advantage of them, so everyone was restraining themselves.
"Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up, stir it upside down."
Yi Chen now sees that the funeral is not too big, and with so many masters coming, he no longer has such a strong desire to rush to Zhenwu Pavilion as soon as possible to fight for those treasures.
In war, the big ones bully the small ones and the strong ones take advantage of the weak.
His first choice was to destroy the evil ghosts, corpse kings and other creatures that were weaker than himself and make them explode with gold coins.
If the Zhenwu Temple had not appeared, it would not be easy to find so many masters with deep red dots to extract gold coins, and it would not be easy to clean up after the continuous killings.
It’s different now. There are many restrictions and dangerous places in this kind of cave treasure. It is normal for a few people to die. This is the time for him to show his skills.
It would be even better if we could kill Gui Youzi as well.
Yi Chen looked at the dwarf old man and murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart. Yinshan Prefecture was an old friend. He had dealt with this force when he was in Longjiang Prefecture and ruined their good deeds.
"It's settled. Treasures and divine weapons are not as important to me as crimson points. If I can gather the remaining 7,000 crimson points needed to advance to the thirteenth level of true skill, this trip will be a victory."
"If you still have energy left, go into the Zhenwu Pavilion and take a look."
For a moment, Yi Chen felt at ease. His track was different from that of everyone else in the hall. The crimson dot was his best treasure, and the rest could be put aside.
Just as Yi Chen was thinking, a strong wind suddenly blew in the majestic hall, and the bronze pillar began to emit a rich milky white light.
After a dizzying moment, he found himself in a wasteland.
I'm still rushing to write the next chapter, and it will be posted in the early morning again. It's almost twelve o'clock, so I'll post this chapter first~ Thank you all for your support with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. There is a small foreshadowing in these two chapters, hehe.
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